Beast Of Blood Lyrics Novels & Stories

Everyone knew that all the wolves of the Blackrock pack had type-AB blood, making it impossible for a pup with type-O blood to exist in the pack. Faith stopped crying and exclaimed, "There must be a mistake. Please let me explain, Felix!" "You wretch! How dare you toy with me?" Felix transformed into a wolf and aimed a powerful kick squarely at Faith's chest. I nearly couldn't stop myself from smiling as I looked at Faith's pathetic state. After all, I hated her as much as I hated Felix. I had already planned to make Felix pay for betraying me and for causing Ryan's death. It only made sense that I would also take revenge on Faith since she had been responsible for exiling me from the pack.

so be it. The beast kept tearing into what was left of him with wet, crunching sounds that turned my stomach inside out. I could hear bones snapping like dry twigs under its jaws. When there was almost nothing left, it slowly dragged its long tongue over its jaws, licking away the blood with a disturbing calmness before finally lifting its head. Those glowing crimson eyes found mine, and every drop of blood seemed to drain from my body. I closed my eyes and waited for the end. This was it.

He turned me around and started to kiss my jaw and neck. He put my forehead against his. "I can't believe that I have a family. Thank you so much for giving this beast a family." he whispered. "You may be a beast, but you are my beast." I said as I hugged him The beast found his love. The end.

He could feel the sting of the venom entering his bloodstream and his heartbeat accelerated. "I'll tell you what Creed I'll give you an option. Choose your punishment. It's either you become a beast by the next full moon and get hunted and slaughtered by your own people or you fall in love, break the curse and watch me snap your happiness away from you before I snap your neck." Creed writhed in pain as the venom made course for his heart. Thick layers of sweat covered his face and neck, his veins bulged as the venom flowed freely through his veins.

“Blood, blood, blood, can I have it all?” She continues to sing the tone and rhyme of her melody. Just then a whispering word from someone that Aaron couldn’t see, yet little Alliah can is feeding her the darkness that Aaron wanted to be stop. Yet, he couldn’t do a single thing. “Swim, swim, swim can I drench myself into your blood?”

That’s when it goes black! I wake up with the strongest headache in the world. Did I drink last night? The brightness of the sun glared in my eyes. As soon as my eyes adjusted, I could see that I was in the forest, but it was different! The forest around me was leveled! There were scorch marks in the ground that looked like big footprints! The footprints looked inhuman. I looked at my hands and saw blood, but it wasn’t my blood! “What the hell?” I asked myself before I spotted Binx, he looked terrified! “Binx… what the hell…” I began to ask but then he let out a hiss, his fur fluffed up. “What the fuck?”

"Then Orion must be the one in great danger now. As what have my father said, Nerissa don't kill her preys right away. She plays with their minds first, but after that, she kills them mercilessly. Also, the weaker the mind of the man, the more possibility that he will go insane even after he is rescued. I hope your friend has a strong mind so he it will be easy for us to awaken him from Nerissa's magic later on." We continued walking but moments later, we made an abrupt stop when we heard roara that echoed in the whole place. I turned nervously and my heart started to beat frantically when I saw two giant tigers with two heads and snakes as their tails. They look at us as if they are hunters

The beast tightened his grip on Amber's neck, his claws were now embedded in her neck, blood dripped from his palm. Amber's Blood~ Gagging sounds were coming from her lips~ All of a sudden screams started echoing all around them, defending screams of lost souls and creatures of myth that occupied the wastelands. Amber coughed more blood out of her mouth, painting her father's hands with her blood. A father was killing his own daughter, the King of all Beasts was killing the only person who can save the lost souls and the doomed lycans. Maybe the Goddess of Nature was right, Amber was going to be turned into a lost soul.

But we need to save him…' 'Don’t stop, but you need to spit out whatever you can so I don’t ingest all of it.' 'All right,' I nodded and resumed licking Adan. I could taste his blood and whatever was mixed with it. Some were dried blood already but I was not repelled at all. All I wanted was to save him from more pain when he woke up. 'How is Beast?' 'Weak. He tried to take all the pain while Father was whipping Adan, but he was too weak, so Adan took most of it. But he’s trying to heal Adan now as much as he can.'

I did everything to be a good friend, only to be treated as my so-called best friend’s scapegoat. When her husband found cigarette ash in their house, she claimed I was the one smoking. When she snuck off for a private rendezvous with her lover, she told him she was celebrating my birthday. And when she got pregnant, she pinned the blame on me again, declaring I was consumed with jealousy—that I had spiked her drink and hired someone to violate her. Enraged, her husband marched to my doorstep wielding a blade and hacked me to death. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the exact day she had asked me to cover for her affair.